“She’s a fighter,” I tell them, “she’ll find a way to get through this.”
Somehow, against all odds, Sasha has managed to make it through everything life has thrown at her. She’s survived so much, this can’t be the thing that breaks her.
I just want her to be okay. I want her to keep being the girl who smiles and laughs and puts up with my dumb jokes.
She’s not even my girlfriend, well, not officially at least, but I like to think that we both know we’re already there, and that whole girlfriend title also comes with the responsibility of taking care of her when she can’t take care of herself.
I want to take care of her.
I want to be there for her.
I want her to let me in.
“Just give her some time, she needs to process this and figure it out for herself,” Lucas tells me, his focus still on the TV. “I know your hearts in the right place, but this isn’t all black and white. It’s not that easy for her.”
“You’re one to talk,” Blair snorts, “you’re the one who shoved her into a car.”
Lucas stiffens. “Her and I had a talk yesterday, Iprobably don’t deserve her forgiveness, but she gave it anyway. Her and I are fine.”
“Keep telling yourself that,” Blair mutters.
Oh lord, here we go.
The two of them don’t get into it very often, but when they do, it’sbad.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Lucas snaps.
Miller leans away from the two of them, while August chuckles to himself.
“It means,” Blair responds pointedly, “that one of these days you’re gonna do something hard-headed and you’re not gonna be forgiven.”
The whole room goes silent.
Lucas included.
Blair shrugs. “Sorry man, you’re my best friend, but you’re also the only mother fucker I know who keeps getting away with this shit. It happened with Claire, and now it’s happening with Sasha.”
“That’s not fair,” Claire chimes in.
Blair turns to look over his shoulder, “you and I both know it’s the truth.”
Steph shakes her head, “Blair… stop.”
Claire’s eyes dim for a moment, but she slams up the walls I haven’t seen in a while and steels her spine. “You don’t get to decide what Lucas does and doesn’t get forgiven for.”
“What if it had been worse? At some point he has to learn.”
“Guys, can we not fight?” Miller begs, “I don’t like it when we fight.”
Claire stands up, “he is learning!” She screams, storming towards the stairs.
Well, that blew up fast.
“Not the day, Blair. Not the day.” Steph runs a hand down her face before following after her friend.
9:58AM
Happy birthday :)
